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Subject: {ASSM} Robert's Horny Mum (Voy, Inc)
Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2000 19:10:03 -0500
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Robert's Horny Mum (26/12/00)

After an hour and a half of waiting with his legs crossed, Robert hears the
bathroom door being opened and jumps from the sofa, taking the stairs three
at a time.
"It's about bloody time," Roberts bellows through his sister's bedroom door
as he sprints along the passage "my back teeth are floating here!"
With his business seen to, Robert flushes and makes for the wash basin. He
has to wade through discarded clothing before he can wash his hands and
face. Now, Angela, his sister has never been known to put a towel back on
the rail and Robert knows this. With eyes full of soapy water, Robert stoops
to scoop what he thinks is a hand-towel from the floor.
The "towel" is still damp in places so Robert tries to wipe enough soap from
his eyes to look for a fresh one.
When he opens his eyes and sees the stained cotton in the gusset of his
"towel", Robert flings the panties at the laundry basket and stomps out of
the bathroom and along the passageway.
"For fucks sake, Angela..." Robert seethes as his hand connects with his
sister's bedroom door and nearly takes it off the hinges, "I am sick of..."
Robert freezes in mid-sentence when he finds his sister's bedroom empty. He
scratches his head and turns back for the bathroom.
He is still mad as he throws the bathroom door open to discover his mother,
picking up her clothes and putting them in the laundry basket.
"Robert, " she scolds, as she lifts her bra by an ample cup and tosses it
into the basket "I heard you shouting and I will not have you using such
obscenities in my house. Do you understand?"
Robert's mother has not yet dressed and stands before him, full of fury and
naked as the day she was born. He wants to tell her that he would never dare
swear at his mother but cannot speak.
"Robert, " she barks, "did you hear me?"
Full round breasts hang unencumbered and free. Wide aroela carry thick brown
nipples.
"Young man, do you hear me?"
A thatch of dark hair, thinner at the sides betrays signs of his mother once
having shaved her pussy.
"Robert, I'm talking to you. You are not to swear in my house!"
A narrow waist develops into round plump hips that beg to be grabbed and
used for depth of penetration.
"What is wrong with you Robert, I am asking you a question! Will you stop
using foul language around your family?"
Robert's mother is glad when her son finally raises his eyes to acknowledge
her. But instead of apologising, her son just smiles.
"Fuck me mum, you are one horny fucking bitch!"
*************
Shufflespeare
www.eroticpages.co.uk

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